Source: drummersworld.com

My renewal form for my hair license came in the mail recently. I decided not to renew it, because sadly, I’m not a hairstylist anymore. A part of me is truly saddened by that fact, I miss talking to my clients and hearing their funny stories. I miss engaging with people.

I’ve always heard how being a writer was a lonely job, but I didn’t fully understand it until I became one. Being on the computer all day is hard for someone who actually likes to talk. (Change that to loves to talk.) 

Some days I feel like Tom Hanks in Cast Away. I feel like drawing a face on my computer and starting a conversation with it–I’m on the thing so much I’m starting to think we’re friends.

People keep telling me to try Twitter, but I don’t want to communicate by typing, I want to use the mouth God gave me and talk!

Trials of the job I guess.

I know I’m not the only one. How many of you wish you could interact with real people on a daily basis, and not someone in cyberspace?